Posts Tagged ‘snakes’

jolly

April 21, 2010

i havnt slept in four days. i cant stop having nightmares. my waking reality is in shambles. the heat don’t help neither. its texas heat, and it’s hot as hell. being on the streets aint bad so long as the breeze is blowin, but when summertime comes around, that ol texas weather will get you right down to the fucking marrow. it makes everything harder. of course frying on a head full of acid doesnt really help things out, but theirs little else to do with my time and the way i see it, the heats coming no matter what. might as well fry.

visions piled upon visions layer in my sun zapped mind. they cause me as much glee as they do distress. it’s been four days without a hit, but before that it was four days on. four full days of non stop, godfucking, hard as hell tripping. my mind may never be the same. and it’s in that regard that i find my self inhibited from sleep. ive been nodding off here and there, either from the sweat soaked heat exhaustion or just out of regular old tiredness. i can’t seem to grasp a good rest though. soon as my mind’s projector fires up a dream it’s always the same side effected maniacally twisted images, all mad raving insanity full force like a bullet screaming straight through my heart. i jerk out every time. my eyes havnt shut for more than a minute in what seems like forever.

jenny is worried that i may have taken a bad hit. we’ve been selling the acid on green apple jolly ranchers. we sold about two dozen hits before having to reup with jenny’s ex lover dirty dave. jenny thinks dirty dave may have fucked with the new batch. either way my hallucinations havnt stopped, and the acids all worn out. visions continue to hit me like fast forward waves, repeatedly paralyzing me with new fear.

my world is now a shadow of it’s former self, it’s hot as hell and non stop fucked up.

-Luke Havergal

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SNAKES

April 16, 2010

the serpents crawl. dark black writhing layers hissing immutably stretch out far and wide before me, haunting my vision. their in my mind, writing away. their black skin on mine introduces a brand new coldness into my heart. i see the eyes of a thousand of them staring, focussed on only me.  i am why they are here.

they move towards me like a writhing madness. all slow and inevitable. my feet seem stuck. i look down. shit and bile stings my nostrils. the ground is composed of this. i throw up, spewing forth a blood red retch. my mind goes clear as if ive expelled the blood of fear within my veins. i gasp the putrid air as the serpents breathe in unison, pulsating along with my own breaths. i feel as if though i am a part of them, and though the unpleasantness of my surroundings is blindingly appparent. i am not afraid.

the serpents begin to speak, loud whispers, thousands at a time. i close my eyes and listen to the legion of tongues. they begin shifting shape. i watch their slow growing appendages struggle to find form. they are becoming human, though their eyes remain the same malevolent slits glinting green and black. still staring straight in to me.  they writhe naked on the floor. their arms  bent backwards, as they slither through the shit on the floor, moving closer and closer, enveloping me. and i am helpless, paralyzed by the seduction of their infernal gaze .

their legion surrounds me. they are demons disguised as men, slithering naked like serpents on the odorous floor, calling my name.